Killentime - Writing by Scott Killen.

Inspiration

Posted on July 14th, 2008.

You stand before me,
cat­a­clysmic sur­vivor
cal­lously unspent.

I can only watch in won­der,
your tears turn­ing to dia­monds
your cries to song.

You have become the cre­ator
fash­ion­ing rhyth­mic sinew
from your own blood.

Your verse walks
touch­ing all who see
with celes­tial vision.

You rise,
beat­ing back the pain
strug­gle relent­ing to smile.

You speak,
honey drips like dew
words becom­ing my gos­samer wings.

I bloom.

4 Responses »

1. 

   nunyaa

   July 15, 2008 • 12:41 am

   This one is tug­ging at my heart, emo­tional and all powerful.

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2. 

   Beaman

   July 15, 2008 • 5:42 am

   This is a fas­ci­nat­ing piece. Would I be right in see­ing some alle­gory to Christ in this poem?

   As Nunyaa said, very pow­er­ful and a caul­dron to the emotions.

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     Scott

     July 15, 2008 • 8:29 am

     nun­yaa and Beaman,

     Thank you for com­ment­ing on the poem and mak­ing me feel wel­come to the Poetry Prompt!

     Beaman, you are right. I was hop­ing to seed that with just a few words and see if that grew in the reader’s mind. I am glad it did. Thank you for the feedback!

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